Chalice - Abyss | Текст Иностранной Песни
Immutable, in mists of gold beyond this Acheron How grandiose the touch will be when each caress is gone How bitter rests bereavement on the souls of those bereaved Funereal our
Chalice - Winter In The Desert Sky | Текст Иностранной Песни
I decline April's fall High time to refine and vacate Still I'll miss such listless bliss This path was the last recourse Lucid hopes Chaos merchants
Chalice - Laisand Pandora | Текст Иностранной Песни
You see me hang my spirits high My dirty linen's out to dry I've sought not freedom nor espy Placating reason in the rhyme A vindication of my crime To
Chalice - Neuron | Текст Иностранной Песни
I fear the path we walk is my decline That greater deeds, through fate, I shan't perform So long was spent defining how to shine 'Twas never learnt that rays are best
Chalice - Solitary Waves | Текст Иностранной Песни
The change is made within an innocent breath A veil around an existence Accursed with a solitary death Dancing a line of unending decline Over chasms I knew not to be A
Chalice - The Amber Twilight | Текст Иностранной Песни
Darkness stretch these realms that taint me On these sheets forever curled She who drew the light from shadows Never shall again be held... Spectre of the idle hours
Chalice - Portrait | Текст Иностранной Песни
Do I only have conviction When my opinion lives in isolation? Is this portion of reality A frail and tangential foundation? Who mapped the course To this
Chalice - Child Of The Mantador | Текст Иностранной Песни
Thirteen years Inside your play To rise one day And find you dead The world had fled With much unsaid My last paternal kiss Thirteen years I missed
Chalice - Interlunar Dreams | Текст Иностранной Песни
The night sky lights the fallen star To hold us in its grasp yet mock us from afar As cancer holds us all askew To mourn the dying now and start a life anew The shadows move
Chalice - To Death Betrothed | Текст Иностранной Песни
Her mind engulfed with loathsome thoughts,the devil and dismay The burden of lifes' theatre and the stage on which we play Autumnal sun, no peace upon that burning, pale skin